Chapter 917 Reconcile?

"Masculine body harmony?"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man in the sky, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Boy, don't you know what it means to harmonize the masculine body?"

Seeing Mo Wentian's puzzled expression, the old man in the void raised an evil smile and said.

"Boss, what does the harmony of the masculine body mean?"

At this moment, Xiaojiao slipped into Mo Wentian's arms, poked his head out, and asked curiously.

"Means nothing!"

"Little Jiao, since this ancient book has been found, then you take this ice dragon up and wait for me at the Demon King's Mansion of the Demon Race!"

"I'll come right away after I've dealt with Tianhu's affairs!"

Mo Wentian saw the wicked smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he understood.

When Xiaojiao asked such a question, Mo Wentian coughed lightly, then quickly changed the subject and said in a cold voice.

"Boss..."

Xiao Jiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Immediately, he took the ice dragon and headed directly towards the entrance of the ice abyss.

"Han Dragon King, what do you mean by the harmony of the masculine body?"

"Why didn't the Emperor answer you when you asked the Emperor?"

Outside the entrance of the cold ice abyss, the ice dragon looked at Xiaojiao, full of doubts.

"You ask me how I know!"

Mo Wentian didn't answer him, Xiao Jiao was already a little unhappy.

When Binglong came to ask him again, Xiaojiao gave Binglong a blank look, and the anger in his voice could not be concealed.

And at the bottom of the ice abyss, Mo Wentian looked at the phantom of the old man in the void.

"It really only needs to be reconciled with the masculine body?"

"Don't you need any other magical pills to assist?"

As if thinking of something, Mo Wentian asked in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes.

"Boy, use ice power to seal yourself, and if you want to restore your cultivation, of course it's not just about reconciling with a masculine body!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's question, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and answered in a cold voice.

"Then what else is needed?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's expression became slightly serious.

"Boy, are you from the Protoss?"

At this moment, the old man stared at Mo Wentian, as if he had discovered something, suddenly, a gleam of incomparable brilliance rose in his eyes, he asked in surprise without answering.

"People from the Protoss?"

"Why do you say that the emperor is a member of the Protoss?"

Mo Wentian looked at the old man, his eyes flickering coldly.

Senior Shenzhu said that he was from the God Race, and now the old man in this ancient book also said that he was from the God Race.

Mo Wentian couldn't help doubting in his heart.

One person said that maybe he was wrong, maybe it was random nonsense, but they all said that he was a member of the Protoss, which is no longer as simple as a coincidence.

Could it be that he is really a member of the Protoss?

"Boy, you have the blood of the Protoss in your body, you will definitely know about this in the future!"

"Didn't you come here to find a solution to sealing yourself with ice power?"

"I don't have much time left. If you want to restore the cultivation of the person who sealed himself with ice power, in addition to the coordination of the masculine body, you also need the help of the monster who cultivated ice power and reached the realm of the emperor." , to recover!"

The phantom of the old man in the void wanted to say something more, but when he opened his mouth, the light above the phantom began to dim.

Seemingly remembering something, the old man looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.

"Buzz..."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, in the void, the phantom of the old man began to slowly disintegrate.

"senior……"

"Senior, you haven't made it clear yet, you can leave after you make it clear!"

Seeing the phantom disappear, Mo Wentian hastily called out.

But no matter how Mo Wentian shouted, the phantom old man in the void just disappeared and never appeared again.

"Senior, you and I will meet again!"

Na na murmured to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably cold light.

The phantom of the old man that appeared in the void just now was just a touch of the old man's divine thoughts.

The old man stored his spiritual thoughts in that ancient book, and as long as someone opened it, the spiritual thoughts would dissipate instantly.

Mo Wentian had a premonition that he and this old man would meet again.

When we meet again next time, Mo Wentian must ask the old man clearly about the fact that he is from the Protoss.

"Boss, Tianhu's physique has recovered!"

At this moment, in Wentian Pavilion, Huantian's voice came.

"Has your body recovered?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, with a thought, the figures of Tianhu and Huantian quickly appeared in front of him.

"Brother Wentian..."

As soon as Tianhu's figure appeared, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, Tianhu threw his delicate body directly into Mo Wentian's arms, regardless of Huantian who was beside him.

"Boss, what about Xiaojiao and the Bing Patriarch Lu Jun?"

Seeing this, Huantian quickly glanced over his head, then glanced around, and asked without seeing Lu Jun and Xiao Jiao.

"Little Jiao and Lu Jun have returned to the Demon King's Mansion!"

Mo Wentian looked at Huantian's way of covering his eyes and avoiding, the corners of his mouth couldn't help raising an arc.

"Boss, then I will go back to the Demon King's Mansion first!"

Xiaojiao had already left, so he naturally wouldn't want to stay here to be a light bulb. As he spoke, his figure flickered and disappeared into the deepest part of the ice abyss.

With Huantian's departure, only Mo Wentian and Tianhu were left in the deepest ice cave in the Ice Abyss.

"Brother Wentian..."

"It's so cold in here, are you cold?"

Tianhu got out of Mo Wentian's arms after feeling that Huantian had left.

Scanning his surroundings, he found that there were thousands of years of ice everywhere, turned his head to look at Mo Wentian, and said softly.

"With you by my side, it's not cold!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand to gently caress Tianhu's blushing cheek, and said with a light smile.

"Brother Wentian, you..."

"You are so weird to make me happy!"

As soon as Mo Wentian's words came out, the body that Tianhu had just got out of, once again burrowed into Mo Wentian's arms, his blushing face was as red as water dripping out of it in an instant.

"Tianhu, let you suffer!"

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand, and hugged the person in his arms tighter and tighter, but when he thought that Tianhu lost all his cultivation because of his injury, Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with coldness.

Immediately, Mo Wentian unfolded his soul and probed into Tianhu's body.

"Brother Wentian, don't say that!"

"For you, Tianhu is willing to do whatever he does, let alone losing his cultivation, even if Tianhu pays his life, Tianhu is willing!"

Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian's solemn and self-reproachful expression, quickly put his arms around Mo Wentian's neck, and said with a smile.

Mo Wentian didn't have the slightest doubt about Tianhu's words.

If something happened to him, Tianhu would definitely be desperate, even willing to give up his life.